Luojia Mountain, Luojia Temple.

Green light and yellow candle, incense lord vegetarian fasting.

In the room, several long tables are arranged in a row, which are five or six meters long.

On both sides of the long table, these incense owners, who are either wealthy businessmen or officials, sit separately under the guidance of the temple monks.

Before breaking the fast, these incense owners began to climb each other, not in inconsequential nonsense, but in business, in the official.

These people sit together, just like Wang Wensheng said before, it is a high-level social circle, and being able to meet one or two people in this circle will be of great help to personal prospects or family business.

So you can see all kinds of postures naked at this dinner table.

Those with low status are either busy looking for intermediaries to match, or say some slick words, trying their best to flatter, and want to cling to the big guys.

Those with high status, or with a calm posture, or with an affinity face, are clever and witty among the incense masters, and have their own city.

The people here have good minds and means, and they are characters who can call the wind and rain in Yunzhou City outside.

But they didn't know that they got together because they fell into the methods and conspiracy of the evil monks and the Fang family in the distant mountains, but they didn't know it.

Fang Xingyuan sat among the incense masters, talking to these people, with a modest smile on his face.

He looked at the posture of these people present, and there was a smug look in his eyes.

No matter how capable you people are outside, not all of them still fall into the hands of our family.

This feeling of being in control of the overall situation made him feel very good, and the smile on his face was even happier.

After a while, the food began to be served.

The Master of the Far Mountains in their mouths also appeared in the room.

The incense owners suddenly stopped talking, hurriedly clasped their palms, and recited Amitabha, which was very polite.

"Amitabha. ”

Master Yuanshan changed back to the appearance of a high-ranking monk, his expression was peaceful, and he recited it.

The food was served, and the incense owners had a meal with the master of the distant mountain, which looked clean on the surface.

The monk has a Buddhist family, and the guest has a heart for the Buddha.

On the surface, it seems like this, but in fact, it is not too much of a heart.

The pilgrim is for the reputation of praying for the blessing of the master of the distant mountain, and begging for his own happiness, but the monk is a demon monk, bewitching the world, but the world does not know.

It is often said that people in the world are dull, but they are just seven emotions and six desires to be sneaky.

If you don't ask for it, how can you fall into the whirlpool of unawareness.

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The night was silent, drizzling, and the night was like a promise.

In the temple, the monks and the incense owners are eating vegetarian food together in the fasting room.

On the mountain, a man came.

Long robe, wide hat, drizzling night, only a hazy shadow.

He entered the gate of the temple, which was pure and quiet, and there was no one.

Then, in the rain, he turned into a hazy black shadow and entered the hall of green lanterns.

There were two monks in Tsing Yi in the main hall who were cleaning and dusting, but they didn't notice any movement of the visitors.

The people who came walked around the temple suddenly walked to the door of a quiet room in the side hall.

He pushed open the wooden door and stepped inside.

The quiet room is two square feet, the golden Buddha monk paints, there is a wooden table, a few futons, an incense burner on the table, and a Zen character is hung on the back wall.

After Jiang Xiaobai walked into the quiet room, he didn't observe, and his eyes under the hat stared at the wall with Zen characters, flashing with a thoughtful look.

His eyes were open, searching for something.

Didn't find it.

Then he could only break it by force.

He wanted to see if there was anything really wrong in this temple.

Jiang Xiaobai was really lucky, and slapped it lightly on the wall.

"Boom" There was a dull explosion, like a muffled thunder.

The walls were densely cracked like cobwebs, with a few black cracks.

He slapped again.

A large hole was broken in the wall.

Behind the entrance to the cave is a bluestone staircase with lights inside.

Jiang Xiaobai took advantage of the situation to drill in.

..................

In the backyard of the temple, these prominent incense masters and the master of the distant mountains are eating a feast.

At this time, a monk in Tsing Yi hurriedly ran to the ear of the master of the distant mountain and whispered a few words.

The face of the distant mountain master, who was originally peaceful, suddenly changed suddenly, and his eyes burst out with a fierce light.

"Donors, please use it slowly, the poor monk has some things. ”

Master Yuanshan immediately got up, and his tone was a little fierce.

With that, he hurried away.

Seeing such a big change in the master's expression, the incense masters saw that their fierce gaze made people feel cold.

Is this still a master?

These people were in a commotion, their eyes were different, and Fang Xingyuan of the Fang family looked suspicious.

What happened to make Master Yuanshan so out of shape.

But at this time, several noisy roars came from outside, so that these incense owners couldn't help but get up and look.

In the courtyard of the backyard, it was raining at night, the sky was dark, and only the lights under the eaves were flickering.

A figure in a cloak and hat came slowly, followed by several monks in Tsing Yi holding sticks and scolding angrily.

It's just strange that these monks never get close to the people who came.

The club in his hand was swung at the man, but it never fell on the other person, as if he was swinging it into the air.

"Who are you?"

When the master of Yuanshan who had just come out saw this scene, his fat face was shocked, and he let out a loud sigh from a distance of four or five meters, his face was fierce and violent.

Restored to its original appearance.

"Don't worship King Ming, this Buddha has made you evil, but today I have gained knowledge. ”

Under the hat, a sound broke through the air and resounded through the night.

"Stop him. ”

Master Yuanshan's face was gloomy, and his eyes were fierce.

The monks in the temple, whose originally peaceful and kind expressions were no longer there, greeted them fiercely and angrily.

More than a dozen monks rushed forward with unkind faces, and they were menacing.

But seeing that the person who came only waved one hand, an invisible fluctuation blew away the rain and mist.

The next thing I saw was that the figures of the monks were all frozen, and the fierce expressions on their faces were all living sculptures.

"You.. Who the hell is it?"

Master Yuanshan watched this scene happen stubbornly, and the flesh on his fat face trembled a little, and he let out a shocked sound.

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"Woohoo"

Shrill sirens sounded at the foot of Luojia Mountain, and police cars and ambulances flashed blue and red.

A large number of police and medical personnel hurried up the hill.

They received a report that the presiding monk of this temple had built a huge underground prison and imprisoned many young women as slaves.

The disappearance of young women in Yunzhou City in recent years seems to have been settled.

The policemen went up the hill in a rage and took the monks into custody. And according to the victim's confession, the Fang family is also deeply involved, and the police have issued a wanted warrant for the Fang family father and son who have absconded.

Among them, what made the police feel very strange was that all the monks in these temples seemed to have become stupid, and the presiding monk was even more unconscious.

And many of the pilgrims at the scene said that they couldn't understand the situation, and they were all confused.

It was only said that a person wearing a hat had come, and then it was like that, and he couldn't say anything clearly, and the logic of his speech was confused.

The police officers who investigated the confession were completely confused.

Among these pilgrims, Wang Wensheng was the only one who was suspicious in his heart, but he didn't say anything.

..........

When the big news happened in Luojia Mountain, Jiang Xiaobai had already boarded the plane to Longhu Mountain.

Of course, as a first-time flyer, he relied on asking people.

The plane lifted off, and the drastic changes in air pressure did not make him feel uncomfortable.

He sat in the window seat, looking at the neon lights that were getting smaller and smaller below, and thought of his apprentice Hatsune, and felt a little apologetic in his heart.

came and went in a hurry, and he didn't say a few more words to her, instructing her to practice.

It seems that he is still incompetent as a master.

Jiang Xiaobai withdrew his gaze.

Suddenly he thought of something, and took out something wrapped in yellow cloth from his bosom.

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